A little boy was sitting in the lunch room with his friend. He unwrapped his sandwich and said, “Peanut butter!”

The next day, with the same little friend, opening his sandwich, he said, “Would you look at that, peanut butter again.” But he got it down.

The third day, “Can you believe it. Three days in a roll, peanut butter again!”

The boy’s little friend said, “Why don’t you tell your mother to stop making those peanut butter sandwiches and fix you something different?”

He said, “Now, don’t you talk about my mother like that. I make these sandwiches myself.”